I wonder… is it colder up there? Is the air thinner? Harder to breath, maybe?
How does it feel sitting in that judgment seat?
🙂 Trust me. I can answer those questions myself because I’ve sat in that seat many times in my life. Probably several this week. And even a few times yesterday.
It is so easy to find ourselves in a situation to judge, isn’t it? I was sitting in Starbucks the other day when this beautiful woman walked in. By her appearance, it looked like she had just come from the gym or a run… and she was still gorgeous.
Rather that focus on her, I instead looked at each woman in the coffee shop only to see them look her up and down… sizing her up. A few rolled their eyes and snickered something to their friend. One stopped her phone conversation for a few moments. All shot daggers at her with their eyes.
I hope this woman didn’t notice!! By just walking in to get a drink, she was judged harshly by every woman there. And she did nothing to deserve that treatment.
It created a few questions in my mind:
- Why do we do this to each other?
- Why do we look at other women like they are competition?
- Why do we secretly do the happy dance when another sister falls?
- Why do we tear down a sister rather than come along side her?
- Does it get better or worse with age?
I want to hear your thoughts on it. I’d like this to be a forum for discussion. Will you go out of your comfort zone and contribute to the conversation?
Yes? Good! Take a minute and comment on this post and share your opinions, experiences, suggestions, scriptures. Keep in mind that I have the option to “edit” your reply, so be respectful. 😉
Feeling too vulnerable to share? Good! (Wo)Man up! Step out! Look… we’re all experts in this area so don’t expect me to believe you have nothing to contribute.
We’ve all judged and felt judged many times is our lives… and I want to hear from your experiences!
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that has been me, and I do mean the woman doing the judging! recently I meet a woman, a bombshell, and I had her life figured out and summed up in 1 minute flat. that was until she opened her mouth and out poured Jesus. I quickly learned she was as beautiful inside as outside, ouch! Why was I so surprised? She was quick to see through me and told me “not to judge a book by the cover that I didn’t know her” ouch again! But in that moment God showed me who I could be, quickly, in the judgement seat. He used His beautiful daughter, that He had created, (the bombshell) to speak directly to me.
Boy, I can so relate to this! Thanks for your transparency here… we can all relate to your experience. I’m thankful that we get “called” on and then have the spiritual eyes to see what’s really going on.
I remember back in high school, a zillion years ago, when my best friend and I were dieting (we spent most of our high school years doing just that.) Every time we were down on ourselves, we would always joke around when we saw a “heavier” teenager, woman, person, etc. We would say to each other, without missing a beat, “I feel much better now!” Now, years later, still battling weight, and actually at the heaviest I have ever been, I wonder if I am the one teenagers or other women look at and whisper to their best friend, “I feel much better now!”
Carol… thank you for your honesty! The only hope we have is to find and secure our identity in Christ or else we give it to the world… and they have us running in circles. Jesus think you are beautiful! And that is all that matters….
When I went to college, I chose to go through Sorority Rush week. I loved it as a Freshman. Once I became a Sophomore, and was on the “inside”… it became something else to me. Something I dreaded each year!!
We were given a brief (i do mean brief) one page “summary” of a girl (a form completed by someone who may or may not know the girl well) and a picture. These pictures were posted on the walls of our sorority house the week before the infamous rush week. It was our job to look at each girl…and based on what we saw or read, to decide if they would be good enough to be in our sorority.
Yikes!! It made me wonder how in the world I was ever chosen to be in this group of women!! So, I asked one of the upper classmen (a wonderful christian woman). She explained to me that she read the information…but based her decisions on the girls’ personalities when she met them. (whew…)! She also said she prayed about each girl she met.
Ahhhhh….I could do this! I could be a part of it. It was hard to be at the meetings each night where each girl was “discussed” and not always discussed in a very kind manner by some. I was pleased to know that there were many in my sorority who did not pass judgement based on beauty, money, or whatever else society thought was important. They based their decisions on who each girl was as an individual. Amen!!
I hope that this has helped me in my years after college. I try not to judge by appearances, but I know that I do… and then it hits me. That person is probably judging me to! It’s a bad habit to overcome.
Amen…after our converstation on this subject I have been on high alert to my thoughts, behavior, and actions (facial expressions); I want honor God my Father, not the Evil One.